The Skeleton and the Veil

Let the blind have sight.
And may the sighted learn to be blind.

For the world is full of contradictions
And it may not always be for us
to understand

For a blind man has come to appreciate
that the world is full of invisible forces.
Yet those who have sight almost always
fail to comprehend

Deep molecular structures are alive in the universe
Tiny atomic forces that churn like miniscule fish,
biting, nibbling, eschewing our reality

But who will bring it to the surface?
And who will allow it to really emerge?

For you may know that people
may be filled with superstition
Absorbed in the rigidity of their own
finite perceptions,
they wallow in their own thoughts
becoming the master of their own special gods

But you are the one who knows better.
Like Copernicus who failed to fathom
the depth of the sun
Deep structures are surfacing and someday
they will be brought to the mourning light

Let them call you a heretic if they will
But by living in the dark it is you
that has come to know.
And it is only you that will come to see
the pristine order
of an overflowing world

So please take the blood from your veins
and let it spill upon the malodorous ground.
The earth will stain. But the scent will rise. It is from there
that you will learn that you should have a
very good place to go.

With your sabre and shield you will come to fight
the dreaded disease. As a modern-day crusader,
you will conquer those who sought to oppose you.
And within your mind a grand castle will forever
be created.

For they will never penetrate.
Lord god, they will
never begin to cross the moat.

But certainly you must never learn
to disrespect the dead. For they are the one's
who have fallen just like you. So you should never
kick them as someday they will undoubtedly learn
to walk again.

It is far better that you learn to cry.
Cast your briny tear upon the new infinite sun.
For it is only hear that you will learn true humility.

Let others suffer because you know that someday
they will be removed. Let the scripture ride.
For someday you will learn the path between Moldova
and the Sea.

A new field of energy will begin to appear
as the Black Sea will be in chaos
as a white dove shines

But do not let them fool you.
Of course, there will be doubters and skeptics too
They will struggle to put up a valiant fight.

But you alone will survive.
A new skeleton will arrive,
and a bloody rag will be ripped from her jagged face.

And as the eclipse begins to cloud the earth,
Lord god, you will see the light
Lord god, you will see the light

Gerald Marchewka is an American freelance writer currently visiting Budapest, Hungary. Gerald's most recent book " Straight from the Heavens: Li Bai' Poetry in Retrospect" featuring the Illustrations of Seb Fowler is now for sale on Lulu.com Questions about Gerald's other projects may be forwarded to geraldmarchewka@yahoo.com

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